Three years.
Time passed quickly, and the Fisher family had become the most respected family in the entire town of Nasir.
Irene heals diseases for free, and almost every old man has enjoyed her grace. In the eyes of the old people in the town, she is a saint sent by the Redeemer.
Lucius, the hero who saved Nasir and led the escort to kill the despicable natives, was the man that all the boys admired in their hearts.
For three whole years, Baron Hoven did not come to Nasir Town again. He was seriously injured due to the war against the jungle natives. He was the only person who survived after seeing the bloody demon. Therefore, the overly frightened Baron has been in Fein. I won’t come back to the city to recuperate.
At this time, a fierce sword fight was going on in the Fisher family courtyard.
"drink!"
The tall and thin Byrne stabbed out a sword casually, and the guard captain in front of him quickly blocked it. The two of them were holding wooden swords and fighting back and forth in the courtyard.
With his extraordinary memory ability, Byrne's swordsmanship improves very quickly, and even the most experienced ordinary guards cannot defeat him.
The fierce sword fight continued.
Byrne suddenly turned around and took out a dark golden flintlock gun from his arms with his other hand and pointed it at the guard captain.
The guard captain froze in place, unable to move.
"Bang, times have changed, you lose." He imitated the sound of a gun being fired.
Then both of them couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahaha, good fight, captain, let's stop here today."
Byrne has a gentle smile on his face, his skin is extremely fair, and his eyes contain clarity and rationality.
The layered light white attire on his body has a sense of design, giving him the handsome image of a noble prince.
If Irene is the being that many men long for, when they grow up, Byrne is the dream pillow of most girls in Nasir Town.
In the past three years, Byrne has become more confident and is no longer the boy who hid behind his father and trembled when he saw strangers.
"Huh?"
He suddenly looked at his slightly aching palm, frowned slightly and said:
"The hand is a bit worn. The craftsmanship of this sword is not very good. Is it the last piece of work made by Uncle Raymond before he retired?"
Byrne sighed, knowing in his heart that the situation was excusable. Aging is a powerful force that humans cannot contend with.
Old Raymond of the blacksmith shop retired because he suddenly made some rather crude iron tools.
In fact, it's not that the old man is slacking off at work, but that the 70-year-old Raymond is a little confused.
Last week, the old man suddenly regarded Eileen, who came to visit him, as his granddaughter. He cried without warning while talking, which made Eileen very embarrassed.
There was no other way, so his family and friends had no choice but to persuade him to stop working. Even though old Raymond was reluctant, in order to ensure the reputation of the blacksmith shop, he decided not to continue working and left the blacksmith business to his son.
Injuries during training are very common. Byrne shook his head and had no idea of taking too much care.
He was going to find Robert from the Taylor family. The man who had returned from studying in the Empire was already Byrne's best friend.
"Trouble, help me put the sword away."
Just after Byrne put down his sword and left, the old servant responsible for packing the weapons came over. He was slightly stunned when he saw the blood stains remaining on the sword hilt.
There has always been a rumor among the people that as long as you get the blood of an extraordinary person, you will have the chance to become an extraordinary person like them.
In fact, the idea of obtaining blood is simply a baseless "superstition", but many people still believe in it.
"Master Byrne's blood..."
What if the rumors are true?
The old servant looked around silently. No one was passing by, so he couldn't help lowering his head and licking the blood on the hilt of the sword with his tongue.
He didn't know if the rumor was true, but many people had said such things, and there was no loss even if the rumor was false.
Carl's consciousness is in a transparent bottle.
He suddenly felt a strange connection. Well, the other end of the connection was actually not the four members of the Fischer family, but someone else.
who is it?
Karl slowly raised his will and quickly locked on the person who had contact with him, which was an old servant of the Fisher family.
He tried to convey his will, but found that he could not communicate directly with the other party.
The connection between the two is too weak.
The next moment, the old servant trembled and knelt on the ground in fear, trembling, and a huge fear welled up deep in his heart.
oh?
He felt his presence!
What an interesting situation.
Carl soon realized that although he could not communicate, he could not grant or possess him.
But the other party can be aware of his existence, and he can also lock the position of the old servant anytime and anywhere and sense the other party's emotions.
"It's time. The Fisher family's development has now reached a bottleneck, and we must further recruit more people who will work hard for my recovery."
The recovery time was too long, and Karl already knew deep down in his heart that the only three and a half "chess pieces" at the moment were completely insufficient.
He must further expand the size of the "chess pieces" in his grasp.
It was already dark, and Byrne came back in the family carriage after having dinner with the Taylor family. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw an old servant walking over with a nervous face. He had obviously been waiting at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time. .
"Master Byrne, I heard it! I really heard it!"
Byrne was slightly stunned, not understanding what the other party meant at all, and subconsciously asked: "What did you hear? What are you talking about?"
The old man looked at Byrne with an extremely horrified expression, and kept claiming that he heard the voice of that great being.
"Yes, it's Him. I don't know who He is, but I heard His voice!"
"That is a lost great being. I am as insignificant as dust in front of Him. I must be humble."
Byrne looked increasingly uncomfortable.
After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground and pray silently.
Wait a minute!
He couldn't be talking about the Lost Lord!
Byrne was horrified and had no idea what was going on. He endured the shock and lowered his voice and said, "Come with me."
Then he took the old servant to the basement, found his father and Irene, and told them about the incident.
The core members of the Fisher family were shocked when they learned what had happened. They found it incredible.
The old servant was ordered by them to wait outside the basement, and the three members of the Fisher family began to discuss again.
Carl's will also possessed Eileen and watched a family meeting of the Fisher family.
Sometimes he feels that family meetings are inexplicably interesting, because mortals' thinking directions are always weird and weird due to their limited vision.
"What is going on? Someone actually noticed the existence of the Lost Lord."
Lucius's face already showed signs of aging, and his expression became calmer.
The matter at hand was extremely important, and Eileen and Byrne were silent, unable to give a direct answer.
"Perhaps, asking my lord directly can solve the problem more simply."
Erin had flowing black hair and her eyes were like extremely magnificent gems. She closed her eyes and murmured to herself.
"Great Lord of the Lost, please tell us, is this your will?"
"We are your loyal believers, the favored people of the Fisher family, and we are here to look forward to your guidance."
Both Lucius and Byrne remained silent, and after a while, Irene finally opened her eyes again.
She looked a little excited and said: "I have received instructions from the great Lord of the Lost!"
Byrne and Lucius looked at each other and continued to listen.
The great Lord of the Lost hopes that they will spread His blood to ordinary people as much as possible, so that He can have an impact on those ordinary people.
However, the blood of the dependent family members will have an effect on ordinary people, and the power contained in the extraordinary will neutralize the extremely weak influence in the blood.
At least at this stage it can only affect ordinary people.
Lucius was in favor of establishing a secret order and analyzed it very seriously:
"It's also time. The wealth that the family can own is accumulating slowly. We need new sources of income to obtain extraordinary materials and mysterious objects."
The Fisher family has also been in trouble recently. After the number of guards was expanded to twenty, prices in all aspects have increased year by year. However, the speed of the family's wealth accumulation has slowed down, and the income and expenditure are only maintaining balance.
The wealth accumulated by the Fisher family so far is about fifty-five gold coins, and the price of extraordinary materials has become more and more premium in recent years. Even the cheapest second-level extraordinary materials require fifty-two gold coins.
Irene had to consider going outside the town to treat people in other areas. Next month she would go to the nearest town, where the rich people with diseases had already heard the name of "Doctor Irene".
The biggest reason why the Fisher family did not establish a religious order in the past was that it was difficult to keep secrets. No matter how unbreakable a religious order was in history, it would be exposed sooner or later as long as it continued to spread and develop.
Now that the great Lost Lord has given an order, and his great power can also influence the believers who take blood through will, ensuring the loyalty of the "blooded person" to a large extent, so the Fisher family can no longer Still stagnant.
So what is the name of the secret cult established with the Fisher family as its core?
After everyone's discussion, Irene finally proposed that the name of the order should be "Morning Light".
Lucius and Byrne felt very strange after hearing this. Because the image of the Lost Lord is a black cross of light, why is the name of the secret sect that believes in Him called Dawn?
Eileen explained extremely calmly: "If the name of the cult is not given with a good intention, ordinary people will feel resisted after hearing it."
Karl felt in his heart that this was indeed the case.
There is a secret sect called "Dark Killing Martial Arts Club" or "Pink Rabbit". Ordinary people would most likely not dare or not want to join after hearing the name.
She paused and continued to explain:
"More importantly, that night I saw a white light that was more dazzling than the sun, cutting through the suffocating endless darkness in the storm, and bringing me the most beautiful morning light."
